Why Can't I
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Chapter 6: Desert Danger
Damn it how did he get himself into this predicament? Oolong felt like a piece of dry crispy bacon in the boiling sun. To their dumb luck the group had been stranded with no dino caps and no vehicles. After taking the boat as far as it could go this left them with the option of crossing the desert on foot.
Oolong looked ahead at Rikku who seemed to have an endless supply of energy. The heat didn't seem to bother her which annoyed him.
"I gave up my cloud to walk with you guys The least you could do is keep up." That statement annoyed Bulma.
"Just remember, you're not a city kid. You're used to the wilderness Rikku, I'm not. I should be pampered." Whimpering Bulma collapsed to her knees wanting to break down. When she stared out in the distance the desert looked endless with no sign of life. "My gosh it's enormous."
"I know" Oolong stated looking around at the numerous rock figures. "I keep getting this feeling we're being watched. It's giving me the creeps."
"oh I can't stand it I'm going crazy!" Bulma plopped on her butt and began to scramble around crying. "I want a bath I need air conditioning I hate being stranded in the middle of no where with nothing!"
Rikku giggled a little at Bulma's antics. "I think she's cranky. She could use a nap." Much to her joy Bulma had done just that cradling herself under the shade of one of the large rock formations. Oolong laid back putting his hat over his eyes. Rikku's stomach rumbled making her pout. "I'm getting hungry."
Oolong's nervous statement had been right on track. Staring through binoculars was a flying blue cat named Puar. She was the comrade of the infamous Yamcha, the desert bandit. "Victims, perfect." Rushing inside the headquarters Puar informed him of their new prey. Yamcha was a tall with long bushy black hair trailing down his back giving him a rough renegade look.
"Master, We've got victims!"
"About time, We've been dry since that caravan a month ago."
"Yes this should perk us up. Oh but there is one thing. One of the victims is a young girl."
"Young girl huh," Yamcha made a dash to the top of his headquarters and peered for himself. "Hmmm not to worry she's just a youngling. She won't be any distraction to me."
"That's right it's only girls your age that you fear." grunting a little Yamcha nodded and slid his sword out of it's hilt admiring the glint.
"Keep that information to yourself my friend. It's time for us to end our drought."
Oolong rubbed his stomach. "Oh man I'm starving."
"Me too, I'm gonna go find us some food." Rikku stood up looking around. She sniffed the air then grinned looking back at him. "Do you like bacon?
Oolong squealed angrily his face right up to hers as he yelled. "WHAT ARE YOU BRAIN DEAD!"
The whir of an aircar breaks the tension. "What is that?" Rikku narrowed her eyes trying to make out the shadowy shape. Oolong was twitching nervously at her side his hands gripping his ears.
"Oh this is bad, we're done for!"
Yamcha's smile got bigger and bigger the closer he got to his target. He wasn't sure how much he would get out of this group considering they were wandering the desert alone with no vehicle. Skidding his bike to a stop he flips in the air landing in front of the young girl and her piglet friend. "Greetings, I am Yamcha master of the land you trespass upon."
"Me too, It's my land too!" Puar jumps from the bike hiding at Yamcha's side with a confident grin on her face.
"You needn't fear me just hand over you money and any capsules you may have on you possession. Do this and I'll let you wander free."
While Rikku remained unimpressed Oolong scrutinized the little ball of blue fluff next to Yamcha. "Hey I know you, You're Puar."
"Is that a friend of yours?" Rikku asked turning her attention to oolong.
"Not exactly, we went to shape shifting school together."
Puar began to spat. "I remember and you were nothing but a big bully! He was always picking on me because I was smaller than him!"
"It seems the tables have turned then. This is a fair justice wouldn't you agree?" Yamcha removed his sword skinning the ground along his feet.
"Sorry I can't let you do that." Rikku removed her power pole getting ready to protect herself and Oolong. The pig jumped behind her whispering I her ear with obvious terror.
"Just how strong are you Rikku? Do you think you can take him?"
"You haven't changed at all Oolong. He's always his behind those who are stronger."
"Listen here big shots you ain't getting a penny from us and my friend Rikku here is going to wipe the desert floor with you!" Oolong puffed up his chest trying to be intimidating but Yamcha didn't budge. His eyes were all for the girl who remained statue still and ready for action.
"This may be more fun then I realized. Give me everything you have girl because I don't plan on holding back." Yamcha made the first attack Oolong ran for cover to the rock formations squealing like a scared piglet. Rikku's guard up high she matched Yamcha blow for blow dodging with precision her eyes holding heated determination.
"I didn't want to have to fight you but if you plan to hurt me and my friends I won't hesitate!" She lashed back whirling around to hit his head and met the metal of his sword. Flipping backwards she screamed a cry of battle and commanded, "power pole extend!"
The bright orange pole shot forward catching Yamcha off guard and hitting straight into his gut. "Th-that weapon, where did you get it? And your form who trained you?"
"It's none of your business but my grandfather was the one who both trained me and gave this to me."
"I see," hissing in a breath and cradling his stomach her admired it. "That's the mystical power pole. Only one man could have given it to you. Was your grandfather's name Gohan?"
"Yes, but how do you know my grandfather?"
"It is not crucial for you to know, but know this you may have inherited Gohan's pole and strength but it won't save you. I will have that pole's power for my own."
"Over my dead body!" Rikku hissed out he rbody on the defensive again. "I wil never let you have it!"
Oolong cheered. "Yeah you tell him kid! Let him have it Rikku!" Oolong jolted at Bulma's snoring turning to see the blue haired beauty rolling in the dirt h e mouth wide open with each breath. "Yeesh she could wake the dead with that snore of hers."
Rikku circled with Yamcha both fighters admiring their opponents. Rikku's stomach growled loudly making her waver. "I'm starving, I need to finish this and get something to eat quickly."
Yamcha smirked and slid into a position Puar knew all too well. It was her master's favorite technique and he had never run into an opponent who hadn't been incapacitated by it. "It's time to end this quickly." Charging forward with the look of murder in his eyes Yamcha's body seemed to change his attacks wild and hungry. He was a ravenous wolf heading in for the kill.
Rikku too distracted by her hunger to block was hit by the full force of Yamcha's blow her body shooting backwards into the rock formations. Oolong looked at the sight imagining the tall white rocks as a litter of tombstones marking the place where the brave little warrior rested. "This doesn't look good."
Yamcha turned to Oolong prepared to finish the job. Watching him crack his knuckles Oolong made an attempt to escape by transforming into a fly but Puar was right on him swatting him from the air.
"Nice try little piglet, but you won't escape from me. Now you have a choice either hand over what you have or join your friend."
"I hate ultimatums. Alright fine I do have one capsule." Oolong searched through his pockets and pulled it out Yamcha reached out to take it but the sudden rumbling of rocks turned his attention.
Rikku shot out of the rocks like a bullet dirty scraped and angry. "Ugh I'm mad now! I've had enough of you two bullies!" She stepped up her nostrils flaring like a bull and her female rage took over.
"Up for another round huh, fine this time ill use my full power!"
"I'm just getting warmed up myself!" Round two began both fighters meeting fists Yamcha's arm feeling numb from the jolt of it. Rikku took that split second of distraction to her advantage sooting her palm up hitting Yamcha's back letting him eta dirt.
What Rikku hadn't intended was the rage Yamcha had of his own. His temper boiling Yamcha shot forward ready to let Rikku have another rhelping of his wolf fangs fist attack.
Bulma stirred and rolled on her side rubbing her eyes. "Hey guys what's with all this yelling?"
Yamcha's body refused to move He simply froze his head whirled in the direction of Bulma's voice. He laid eyes on the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. All that luscious blue hair tossed about her soft eyes heavy from sleep and her skin pale and sweaty showing off that damsel in distress look. He was a goner.
Bulma couldn't believe her eyes. Who was this stranger? He was so tall, six foot perhaps, those dark dangerous eyes filled with shock at her presence. And not to mention all that sexy black hair. "Oh wow, hi there."
"This isn't good," Puar acted immediately once Yamcha hit the ground she popped the airbike up from its capsule and they took off Yamcha cursing cruel fate.
Oolong let out a sigh of relief his but hitting the floor as he wiped his forehead. "Man that was close. Nice job Rikku."
"What do you mean me, it was Bulma's face that scared him."
Bulma's eyes had hearts in them still as she watched the stranger take off like a sandstorm. "Wow you guys, who was that hunk?"
Whew sorry this took so long. I had written this chapter already and somehow it got deleted before I could post it so I had to write it all over again! Hope you enjoy and ill try to be faster with the next chapter!